Hmong guy went fishing. Took the bud light n hid it in a nearby Bush cuz the cops do roam that famous fishing hole. He came to reload on the drinks and while digging in the bush that one night, he saw a pair of feet stood by his beer. He looked up and saw a figure. Eff the beer, he ran and all of his buddies could not reel up their pole fast enough to run with him. On the drive home is when he told the story.

The Hmong say not to say that you are going home or the spirit will follow you home. Just say you are going to get more bait and come back later.

they do exist....but if you don't ever want to encounter a ghost, you have to live your life like you don't believe in them at all....like demons, ghosts thrive on fear, softeness and sensitivity...

but if you're like me, and you're not afraid of anything or anyone, and you'll fight anything and anyone anyday any where...lols not even the most evil ghost will dare come mess with you...lols

okay, so this is a true story....one time a few friends dared me to walk into the cemetary alone.....this was way back when Hmong folks still had funerals at this one funeral home right in the cemetary, with a morgue next to it...those of you in Sactown, probably know where this is...haha

so I walk through the cemetary, determine to win 100 bucks....while walking through the cemetary, all I thought about, this is cheesy as duck, but all I thought or imagine myself as was, Barney...lols

all I heard were a few crickets, saw a shadowy figure that hid behind a wall as they saw me walking, a angry face with no body approaching me but I punch it back to where it came from, lols....and then I even saw a few stray cats..but i think they were real cats...lols

so yup...i got to the other side of the cemetary....waited for my friends to drive to the other side to pick me...when I saw them approaching, I hid behind a rock...and scare the living shit out of them......lols

so yup, folks, it's really just your mind ducking with you.....

so who wants to dare me to walk in the cemetary again?? this time I'm asking for 10k....lols

this is probably not really a ghost story...but i remember a while back..me and my brother n law went to do some river fishing....We got to a spot and as we descended down the bank...not even half way...we say what look like to be a altar.....it definitely look like a altar that was made by at a asian culture...It had the incense sticks and the asian bowls with rice...

my brother n law hit me on the shoulder and said "let's go"...thought he mean go fishing, but we both went back to the car and came back home....lols on our way home...he told me....since he was in front of me and saw it first...he said he literally saw the shrubs around the altar moved, otherwise it would had been pretty hard to see the altar....it was pretty well hidden....

possibly the altar was made by a Hmong or Mien...I think it was possibly a "spirit release" altar...but I know Hmong folks don't go out to nature to release the spirit of a deceased??? I think i heard once, the Mien does that....and that it's not always for good intentions, but bad...releasing evil spirits to bring someone bad luck or misfortune..... sorry, if i offend any Mien...just stating what I heard a long while back...

"I was still in the Army at the time. My unit and I were the first to reach back to American soil after nearly 18 months in the sands. Sadly, not all came back...Alive...One of those was my dorm mate. We got along fine, but because he was working nights, and I work the standard day, rarely do we get to see each other and gotten to know one another better. On days we have off, he was often with his g-f in the nearby town. And I had my own click that I hung out on my off days.

I didn't think too much of his passing. It still hasn't sunk in at the time. I don't even really remember feeling weird or odd that he's no longer over by his side of the room. They already pretty much pack and clean everything up for his family. But still there were a few things.

I was ready to hop onto a plane the next morning to finally see my families and friends back home. That morning, I woke up, and usually, I'll leave my lamp off to not disturbed my dorm mate. However, this morning, I turned it on because he was no longer there. As I make my way to the restroom, I notice that the lamp flicker a little before going back to normal. I didn't think much of it, just that maybe it hasn't been turned on for some time.

While in the restroom, I left the door open. while brushing my teeth, In the corner of my eye, I could had swore I saw a motion of some sort. I look again, this time with my face turn directly towards my bed. I am not sure, but I am pretty sure I saw a shadow on the wall and then it just disappear.

I walked back and got dressed up. When I noticed my dorm mate's remaning belongings looked as if they had been slightly moved around.I got my suitcase, and duffle bag. Head out. And to this day, I'm still not sure what I witnessed that morning.